Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
In the morgue.
Wu Wensheng looked at his son, whose neck was filled with gaping holes, with a blank look in his eyes. He could hardly believe what he was seeing at the moment.
…
On the road.
A darkened-faced Yuan Ke held onto his phone as he asked, “Which morgue is he in? I need the address… Is his father there? Thanks, I got it. See you.”
After hanging up the phone, Baldie turned to Yuan Ke and asked, “He’s confirmed to be dead?”
“Yeah,” Yuan Ke replied with a nod.
“This is… I really don’t get it… I mean, how the hell did this happen??” Baldie was having trouble trying to make sense of the situation. “Wasn’t he just released from the Police Bureau a while ago? How did he end up getting into the morgue in the next moment?”
Yuan Ke was silent for a long while before he finally started explaining, “I heard it’s a conflict over some gun trade payment. He was stabbed by some foreign fixers.”
“But he’s someone who pretty much has the Jiangnan Sector under his thumb! Doesn’t he have subordinates to resolve this kind of minor conflict for him? It doesn’t seem right for him to have to make a move by himself!” Baldie still found this matter far too unbelievable. “How much money is involved here?”
“80 grand.”
“What did you say? 80 grand?!” Baldie was utterly flabbergasted. “What the fuck? Is he a retard? Or does he have his face printed on the notes of that 80 grand or something? To actually lose his life over a mere 80 grand… Wow, I really don’t know what to say.”
“It’s not a matter of money; it’s about face. He’s too used to getting his way in Jiangnan Sector, but he happened to meet a bunch of foreign fixers who doesn’t recognize his name,” Yuan Ke explained softly.
“I went to ask Wu Yao’s henchmen about this matter, and it seems like the fixers just wanted money, but Wu Yao refused to give it to them and even slapped their faces… In the end, those fixers got provoked and stabbed him in the neck.”
“… They got too arrogant over the past two years,” Baldie said with a sigh. “Ever since Wu Wensheng got selected as a Chief
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